Carl felt like dying. In fact, he probably was, what was supposed to be a relaxing Monday morning had just fell downhill fast.

He had decided to do what he would have usually done, survive school, go home and then probably track down Jimothy Jones's location. It had always been fine plus Carl had always kept a natural distance between himself and the jock. Always.

However, Jimothy must have noticed him because the next thing he knew, He had stood right in front of him after taking eyes off of him for how long? A second? Jimothy had asked Carl to hang out because 'I've seen you around and wondered if you wanted to hang out with me and my friends tomorrow?'

And Carl's reply?

'Sure'

The reply was said way too absent-mindedly and with no hesitation like Carl expected Jimothy to come up and ask such a question. Carl was definitely dying, he was even given the guy's number!

Most people would be happy but not Carl. Never Carl. It's a pain when they expect you to message them and reply within minutes especially as this is Carl's crush we're talking about! And yes, the guy was gay.

How was he going to face school tomorrow?